Drakkwall
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It was the strong sun of Miami Beach, the people were sitting down upon the clear sands getting a tan, some of them getting into the warm waters to do some surfing while others just went to swim or play volleyball. Among these visitors was a man in his early forties, his name Justin Fredrickson, he was a homeless who lived in the alleys of the city, he had once been a successful biologist, some even called him the Modern Alchemist, but when he discovered his boss selling drugs on the streets he took it to court with eye opening evidence and won it, but lost everything when the underground of the drug industry took everything from him, erasing his very existence.
He had been living on the streets for ten years now, he had tried to regain a life but with his papers gone and his files deleted he was nobody. Thus Justin spent most of his time searching for information on those who had destroyed his life, he intended to return it in spades to them for destroying his very existence. Justin had done many things, working on his chemicals in secret with the meager things he had, and had managed to take out several of the men who had destroyed his life, he had ruined them from within, even goen as far as to destroy their bodies with his chemicals, the last one he drove insane by placing a mind affecting serum in his morning coffee, he was put into the asylum within a week.
And now Justin was targeting the final man of the underground drug industry, his name was not known, but he was called The Dealer, the godfather of the drug industry in America. He was a ruthless fiend who did anything for money, and in his mind was money power, but even this man had his weakness, his daughter, a beautiful flower who was everything he had left from his wife. Going under the name of Alfred Stockman the Dealer made a second life for his daughter, keeping her in the dark about his dealings, spoiling her rotten in the process. She was a beautiful young woman who enjoyed using her body to tease men and make them give her what she desired without giving anything in return, or tight clothes to tease both men and women with her sensual curves. And she was Justin's target, while he couldn't get close enough to deal with the Dealer, he could strike at his heart, and deal with his daughter.
He had been living on the streets for ten years now, he had tried to regain a life but with his papers gone and his files deleted he was nobody. Thus Justin spent most of his time searching for information on those who had destroyed his life, he intended to return it in spades to them for destroying his very existence. Justin had done many things, working on his chemicals in secret with the meager things he had, and had managed to take out several of the men who had destroyed his life, he had ruined them from within, even goen as far as to destroy their bodies with his chemicals, the last one he drove insane by placing a mind affecting serum in his morning coffee, he was put into the asylum within a week.
And now Justin was targeting the final man of the underground drug industry, his name was not known, but he was called The Dealer, the godfather of the drug industry in America. He was a ruthless fiend who did anything for money, and in his mind was money power, but even this man had his weakness, his daughter, a beautiful flower who was everything he had left from his wife. Going under the name of Alfred Stockman the Dealer made a second life for his daughter, keeping her in the dark about his dealings, spoiling her rotten in the process. She was a beautiful young woman who enjoyed using her body to tease men and make them give her what she desired without giving anything in return, or tight clothes to tease both men and women with her sensual curves. And she was Justin's target, while he couldn't get close enough to deal with the Dealer, he could strike at his heart, and deal with his daughter.